This is the resting place of my stillborn son, Harrison. I carried him for 7 months and gave birth on Mother's Day, May 10, 1992. I wrote this poem for Harrison in the summer of 2003. I will always count him as my firstborn.
The Still Tiny One (for Harrison)
Tune: Pretty Saro (traditional English ballad)
I once had a little baby on a bright warm Mother's Day
He would never see the sunshine; he'd never grow and play
Born still and tiny more than ten years ago now
And I'll never forget him; I just don't know how
Had he called out from inside me? I never will know
I couldn't protect him though he was so close
And I never held him; he was whisked right away
Empty arms and empty cradle, and a heart full of pain
My milk poured out for no one, endless tears poured from my eyes
I cried out to the Lord God: Why did my baby die?
And in His loving kindness, He gave me two more sons
But I won't forget their brother, the still tiny one